Welsh boss

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My name is Eiddil. I blame my mom for my name, since I can't blame my dad when he isn't around, and because her welsh side kicks in when she's naming things.

Although, names aside, I can barely blame my dad for not being around when mom's mind isn't around most of the time because of the thirty-some odd pills she's on.

Anyway, I am 5'4, 17 years old, have silvery-grey eyes, and pink waist-length hair. I wear reddish jeans with a white t-shirt with a black slightly too big hoodie, black high-top converse, and a black velvet choker with a red ruby that I got when I was little.

It's supposed to have some sort of charm, but I never believed that. No rings, because I never wore rings.

Everyone knew to leave me alone except for the very few people who I consider friends. I had no interest in dating (the very idea was revolting) and I was the equivalent of a mob boss for high school. I ruled the school's Underworld, and I refused to let people sell drugs (I couldn't help it, I was raised well). I didn't realize that all of this would soon change when the three of them came (except for my lead of the Underworld, that is.)

My absolute least favorite weather is rainy, and that's where this story starts, on a stormy day to rival my mood . . . . . . . .

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MAG: Hello readers!! Welcome to my first book. I hope your enjoying it so far. i will try to update at least once a week, but let's be honest, no one actually reads this. Anyway, hope you enjoy!!

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